Cicile stood for the gate and looked at the school. [color=39b54a]It's so pritty! I just can not believe that this is my school.[/color] There where als so much studens here, her day couldn't be better. [color=39b54a]Finally, I'm not a lone any more.[/color] Cicile really hoped that, afther being a line for so manny years.
She took her suitcase and began to walk to the school. On her way she greeds every one a good day and she smiled happely. [color=39b54a]I hope that I can make some friends.[/color] 

The garden was so big that she really couldn't believe that this was the right school. Cicile was almoost by the big door of the school when someone said: [color=00FFFF]"Look at her! She wears kitty ears how old is she? 5?[/color] Cicile tryed to ingnoor it by not turning around. The one that said it walked closer.[color=00FFFF]Aww, are you scarred?[/color] Anger began to build up in her but she tryed her best to hide it.